"What do you mean another chance at life?" I asked.
I glanced over at Erik. Wondering what his expressions was. He didn't seem to have any though, his face was blank.
Josh sighed.
"Listen sweetheart, I give your mind, thoughts, movements, personality, ect. To a different body. It's you with a new look and family."
I thought about it a moment. I didn't know much about being dead. I had wished for it for so long and here was my choice of staying dead or being back alive... Any normal person would jump at the option to be alive again.
Here I was hesitating though.
I glanced at Erik one more time just to see his opinion. There was still nothing.
'Why do I even care what this jerk thinks of my choice?' I thought.
Josh must have realized it was going to take a while for me to decide because he stood up, opened the door, and said "Go on Anna. I give you till tonight to decide."
I nodded then left the room with Erik on my tale. I wanted to know how long I had been here in earth years. I wanted to see my family. I had a strange sense of nostalgia even though it was my choice to leave...
Erik and I got back in the car without talking. It was awkward considering I was offered life in front of him. By the look on his face I'm assuming he never got that chance.
I have no clue what to do. I hated life so much. I wanted to die and maybe, just maybe people would be alright without me. I thought I would be okay without them. I don't regret dying. I regret the choices I made before hand.
I looked at Erik.
"What do I do?" I said before I could stop myself.
He glance at me, his expression softening a bit. He shrugged and replied "You should do what you think is best. Josh may not put you in a body near your family. If that's one reason you want to live again, it may not happen."
That made me think. Did I only want to live because of how hurt they were? Did I want to get revenge on my bullies? Did I want to see everyone still torn up about me? No, of course I didn't.
I want to live. I want to love and not be held down again by my mind. I want to find someone who will accept me. I can't tell anyone about this, they'll put me in a mental hospital though.
One day my story will be told.
"Erik," I said. "Turn the car around. I've made up my mind."
